Zhang Shilin pulled out the silver short knife that was still stuck on the ground, took it back to Jiang Heng: "Don't forget to take your knife."

Jiang Heng took the dagger Zhang Shilin handed over, put it away, and thanked him softly.

Zhang Shilin smiled honestly, and waved his hand at Jiang Heng: "It's a small matter, you're welcome." He paused, and continued, "Let's go, I'll take you to the bathroom."

Wang Mingke temporarily gave the candle to Zhang Shilin, and then asked Zhang Shilin to lead the way.

Jiang Heng followed behind Zhang Shilin, while Lin Yue and Wang Mingke walked behind Jiang Heng side by side.

The toilet arrived soon. Although Zhang Shilin knew that Jiang Heng was very powerful, he couldn't help but ask Jiang Heng's fair and delicate face, "Do you want me to go in with you? If something happens later, there will be someone to help you." you."

Jiang Heng blinked, shook his head and declined Zhang Shilin's kindness: "No, I'll be fine." He smiled slightly, dimples flashed indistinctly.

Although Zhang Shilin expected that Jiang Heng would reject him, after actually hearing Jiang Heng's rejection, he was still a little disappointed.

Seeing Zhang Shilin bowed in disappointment after he refused, Jiang Heng reached out hesitantly, wanting to touch Zhang Shilin's head to express comfort.

But Zhang Shilin was too tall. If Jiang Heng just stretched out his hand, he would not be able to reach the top of Zhang Shilin's head, so he stood on tiptoe, stretched his hand, and gently touched Zhang Shilin's head.

Jiang Heng put down his tiptoe, and stomped the soles of his feet that were a little sore from being pulled on tiptoe.

Jiang Heng looked up at Zhang Shilin: "Don't be sad. If I need help, I will come to you. I just asked you to help hold the knife." He subconsciously elongated his tone, and the speed of his speech became slower .

Zhang Shilin felt the high expectations placed on him by the boss, and was coaxed by Jiang Heng almost immediately. He stood obediently and watched Jiang Heng leave.

The toilet door closed slowly, completely covering Jiang Heng's figure.

Jiang Heng finished using the toilet, and was about to walk out of the toilet to join Zhang Shilin and the others when he heard the sound of water behind him.

He turned around and saw the head of a female ghost slowly coming out of the toilet, her long hair was soaked in water and stuck to her face.

Seeing that Jiang Heng turned around and found her, the female ghost slowly raised a pair of scarlet ghost eyes, and stared straight at Jiang Heng, then suddenly a pair of eyeballs fell out of their eye sockets, rolled a few times on the ground, and rolled onto Jiang Heng's body. in front of.

The female ghost said gloomily: "You—have you seen my eyes—" Blood gushed out of her empty eye sockets, slid down her pale cheeks, and dripped onto the ground.

Seeing that Jiang Heng didn't answer, the female ghost suddenly raised her voice: "You—have you seen my eyes—!" Her voice was sharp and thin, like a needle piercing one's ears.

Jiang Heng frowned, and covered his painful ears from being screamed by the female ghost.

"Why are you yelling so loudly? How can you ask others for help like this!" Jiang Heng said angrily, he picked up the two eyeballs that rolled in front of him, walked over quickly, and directly gave the eyeballs to the female ghost. In the eyeball.

The female ghost's eyeballs were painfully poked by him, and because Jiang Heng used a bit too much force to install her eyes, the eyeballs got stuck deep in the eye sockets and couldn't turn them.

The female ghost cried sadly.

Jiang Heng picked up the toilet plug on the side and pressed it on the female ghost's head, then held the lever of the toilet plug, and pushed the female ghost's head into the toilet with all her strength.

"You suddenly ran out of the toilet like this, what if others want to go to the toilet!" Jiang Heng pushed the female ghost's whole head into the toilet and said angrily, "Your behavior is immoral!"

The female ghost was suddenly pushed her head back into the toilet. She opened her mouth to scream, but all she could make was "gurg, gurgling" bubbling sounds.She immediately closed her mouth again, tears of despair mixed with the toilet water.

After Jiang Heng pushed the female ghost's head in, he decisively pressed the flush button of the toilet. The strong water flushed the female ghost back into the sewer, and the toilet returned to calm.

He exhaled to calm down his anger, and turned to go out of the toilet.

As soon as Jiang Heng turned around, he saw a few numbers written in blood on the mirror of the bathroom. The blood hadn't dried up and was slowly flowing down the smooth mirror.

"1, 4, 5, 2" Jiang Heng read the numbers written on the mirror.

He suddenly remembered that small cipher box, and the number that needed to be entered on that cipher box was also four digits.

Jiang Heng quickly wrote down the four numbers, then pushed open the toilet door and walked out.

After he left, a figure of a man slowly emerged from the mirror with four bloody numbers written on it. He stared deeply at the direction where Jiang Heng left, with tenderness in his brows.

The man smiled slightly, and then disappeared in the mirror.

Jiang Heng excitedly told the three people the good news. Wang Mingke quickly took out the combination box he was carrying and handed it to Jiang Heng. Jiang Heng entered the four numbers "1452" on the combination lock.

The cipher box made a crisp "click" sound and slowly opened in front of everyone.

There is a bronze key in it quietly.

Jiang Heng reached out and took out the key. He held the key in front of his eyes, and looked at it by the light of the candle that returned to Wang Mingke's hand.

"Painting room." Jiang Heng squinted his eyes and read the words engraved on the key.

"This is the key to the studio!" Wang Mingke said in surprise.

"Then we can go to the studio. With this key, we can open it even if it is locked!" Lin Yue said excitedly.

The four of them searched the first floor first, and found that although all the rooms on the first floor could be opened, none of them were studios.

"Why don't you go to the second floor to have a look." Wang Mingke suggested.

Everyone agrees.

A group of people went up the stairs again to the second floor, and the paintings on the second floor that were scattered on the floor returned to the wall.

The group of red eyes lit up in the painting the moment Jiang Heng and the others came up, and then quickly dimmed, returning to their normal appearance, so honest they couldn't be more honest.

The four of them didn't bother to line up anymore, and they were walking in a group at this time. Seeing the behavior of the red-eyed horse, the three of Lin Yue couldn't help but look at Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng's scalp felt a little numb from their burning gaze, he took a small breath and asked, "What, what's wrong?"

The three of them shook their heads in unison, as if they had been trained, and then looked away in unison, pretending that nothing happened.

Jiang Heng tilted his head in confusion behind them, but he didn't think too much, and continued to follow everyone forward with great heart.

Everyone was walking, and suddenly found that the layout of the second floor was very wrong.

With a trembling voice, Lin Yue said, "Aren't there rooms on both sides of the corridor on the second floor? Why did they disappear?" She looked at the smooth walls with wallpaper on both sides, but she didn't see where the room door should have been opened.

Jiang Heng blinked his eyes: "So it really changed, I thought it was because I was a road idiot." His voice revealed some surprise in a soft voice.

Wang Mingke and the others looked like they couldn't explain it in words.

"Let's go forward, maybe there will be new discoveries." Wang Mingke changed the subject calmly.

Everyone continued to move forward, probably because the layout of the second floor was different from before, this time they quickly came to the end.

Zhang Shilin looked at the sign of "studio" hanging on the door in front of him speechlessly: "This reminder is too simple and rude."

Jiang Heng walked forward with the key, he inserted the key into the keyhole of the studio, and turned it slowly.

The studio opened.

Lin Yue looked at the part of the studio revealed by the candlelight and sighed: "Wow - the owner of the castle is definitely a rich man. Look at this painting box full of various paints and brushes." She clicked her tongue in admiration.

"Huh? Is there a light switch here?" Holding a candle, Wang Mingke looked at the wall to the left of the door, and found that there was actually a light switch on it. He stretched out his hand and tried to press the switch.

The light was turned on, and the incandescent light shone down coldly, illuminating the studio in a sweeping view.

Zhang Shilin murmured: "This ancient castle is really weird. Some places have electrical appliances, and some places don't."

"There's a coffin over there." Jiang Heng spoke suddenly, and he pointed to the front.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed.

There are several easels in the studio, on which the completed paintings are basically placed.There is only one painting that has not been completed. There are a few sketches on it, and it is impossible to see what is going to be painted.

The easels formed a circle around the coffin placed in the middle.

"This coffin looks like the one Jiang Heng lay in before." Lin Yue said with some uncertainty.

Jiang Heng walked over and carefully walked through the gap between the easels.He squatted down and looked at the coffin on the ground.

Jiang Heng carefully touched the delicate carvings on the coffin, and quietly felt the touch of his fingertips for a while.

He said with certainty, "This is the coffin I lay in before."

Just as Jiang Heng was about to stand up, the closed coffin in front of him suddenly opened, and he was dragged in by an invisible hand.

"Jiang Heng—!" Before the coffin closed again, he heard the panicked shouts of three people outside.Then, his eyes suddenly went dark, and the coffin was completely closed.

Jiang Heng felt a pair of cold hands gently encircling his waist. He was shivering from the cold, but unexpectedly he was not afraid, and just stayed obediently in this somewhat familiar embrace.

"Who are you?" Jiang Heng endured the cold touch coming from his waist through his clothes, his voice trembled from the cold.

After he finished asking, a breath of cold air was suddenly blown by his ears, and the air flow gently brushed against his ears, making him tremble all over, and he let out a soft and vague gasp involuntarily.

A chuckle sounded in his ear, and Jiang Heng felt that his ears were about to burn.

"Guess what?" A low, magnetic voice whispered beside his ears.

Jiang Heng tilted his head with difficulty, trying to avoid the voice speaking in his ear, his ears were particularly ticklish.

"Are you a ghost?" Jiang Heng took a small breath and asked courageously.

As soon as he finished speaking, his ear was gently kissed.

"Really smart." Li Gui said, he smiled lowly, "Smart children should be rewarded, and I will give you a little hint."

"The more human-like a ghost is, the scarier it is."

As soon as Li Gui finished speaking, Jiang Heng felt the hands holding him loosen, and the breath in his ears also disappeared.

Above the head, the coffin was opened again, and the dazzling lights shone in, making Jiang Heng's eyes hurt.He closed his eyes and adjusted to the bright light outside before opening them and sitting up.

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